It sure has been quite a year Waiting on things to change. I heard that while you were asleep You forgot to breathe. My shoulders aren't strong enough To carry you to the morgue, But that went unnoticed. You always were the one to ignore your heart. It's like I'm rewriting his story with Permanent ink. Rewriting his story with Permanent ink, permanent ink. It sure has been quite a year Waiting for snow to fall And bury me with you. A whole new perspective on the truth. I was stumbling in between A marriage in surgery, in surgery. But if you left it up to me, I'd write my own eulogy, own eulogy. I unraveled all the seams And you're still a part of me, a part of me, But if you left it up to me, I'd write my own history, own history. I was stumbling in between A marriage in surgery, in surgery. But if you left it up to me, I'd write my own eulogy, own eulogy. I unraveled all the seams And you're still a part of me, a part of me, But if you left it up to me, I'd write my own history, own history. I was stumbling in between A marriage in surgery, in surgery. But if you left it up to me, I'd write my own eulogy, own eulogy.